Why it never ends

38 Threat
"However, this is just a way to classify from the source to facilitate combat," Liz continued, "Because the secondary chelate is invaded by foreign objects, it is usually relatively unfamiliar to the local personnel and terrain. It is relatively easy; and the primary chelate has lived in the place where the incident occurred for a long time and has a deep understanding of the local area, so it is more secretive, more cunning, and more difficult to fight."

Hesta understood, "Is it the same in the wasteland?"

Liz was taken aback, then shook her head.

"The situation in the wasteland... how should I put it, it's different.

"The chelates appearing in the wilderness do not need to be classified as primary or secondary, even if the distinction is meaningless. Because for most of the wilderness, it is too late when someone notices that the chelation disease has invaded. People will find ways to escape, while others will wait in place until everyone gets sick one after another.

"But if the notification is timely, the Mercury needle and the coalition government team can arrive before the overall onset, and they can provide medical treatment and relocation - but the cost of maintaining this contact is very high, because there is no electricity in the wasteland, everything depends on horses and people .

"The whole wilderness is called a chelate tide." Liz said softly, "However, the hunting of chelates in places far away from towns is often not as restrained as in habitable land, so we must deal with it." It will be easier."

At this moment, Hesta realized that her question was a little out of place, and this somewhat cruel answer was more or less a reflection of Liz herself.She brought back memories and pain for no reason.

Liz was silent for a while, then closed the book with a snap, and put it aside casually, "Take out your computer."

"...What are you going to do?"

"Let me do some encryption for you first. I should have done it yesterday, but I didn't think about it after a while..."

Seeing Hesta's puzzled face, Liz and her explained the reasoning a little bit.

"That is to say, it is possible that Sean can see my network operations?" Hesta asked.

"Theoretically, this is possible, but the base has disabled all of Sean's equipment these two days, so he should have no tools."

Hesta pondered for a moment, "...Okay, wait for me."

……

……

For a few days, Sean couldn't use Calvin's computer - Calvin put his computer directly in the library of the base.

And the two of them have never been in a cold war for so long as they are now.Several times, Sean wanted to use some excuses in life to start the conversation again, but Calvin avoided him when he was about to speak.

After a series of unsuccessful attempts, Sean gave up—he finally realized that unless he was prepared to have a long conversation with Calvin, he couldn't pretend that the conversation didn't happen.

There was some resentment in his heart, but there was nowhere to show it.Calvin had already started preparing for their first actual combat trip next month, but this time, for the first time, he did not pull him to train together.Xiao En simply kept using various excuses of sick leave and personal leave to escape all kinds of short-term simulated battles. To his surprise, the base even approved them all.

Suddenly, he had tons of time.

About a week later, the base suddenly re-upgraded his credit rating from D to C-. Although the order officer Molly personally talked to him and warned him to change his past and be a good person, the rating was raised anyway. It means that both he and Calvin can return to live in the student apartment.

All this aroused Sean's brief vigilance. After leaving the inspection area, he didn't bother Hesta for several days.

But soon, Sean figured out the reason behind this - from this week, a large number of civilians began to gather outside the base, they shouted the slogan "Let her be free", and put the flaxen-haired Hesta's head He held it up high, and Xiao En, who had nothing to do, just stood in the main building not far from the main entrance, overlooking all of this, as if watching a play.

He smelled a little "calm down" from what happened to him.Presumably, Molly and even the higher leaders of the base did not want or even fear that there would be a news about someone bullying Hesta inside the base at this time.

But he is not afraid.

Shortly after Sean moved back to the student apartment for "recuperation" with "diffuse headaches", he found a perfect opportunity to sneak into Mrs. Lavitt's duty room on the first floor: Mr. Weir expected that she must have been caught by the demonstrators during this time. Or it was very annoying, so I asked her to drive to the city together one afternoon. They set off at one o'clock and came back before five o'clock.

It's just that in the email, Mr. Weir didn't specify which day it is-it depends on his remaining work load this week.

But it didn't bother Sean. Every day after twelve o'clock, he moved a chair and sat under the corridor window to read a book.The L-shaped path at the door of the apartment was almost empty at noon, and whenever someone passed by downstairs, he raised his hand to take a look.

Soon, he caught Mrs. Lavitt, dressed up and traveling.She was wearing a light yellow monochrome coat and a floral dress, a grass-green tulle top hat with silk flowers tied on it, a pair of brown low-heeled shoes on her feet, and a small black handbag in her hand.

Sean watched Mrs. Lavitt disappear at the end of the road, and then began to estimate the time with his watch. He imagined that Mrs. Lavitt walked slowly across the entire base and walked to the underground parking lot on the west side, where she would meet Mr. Will , two people sitting in the car, as the engine started getting farther and farther away from here.

When the distance he expected has exceeded the range where he would have the idea of ​​"I left something in the apartment, I have to go back", Sean closed the book, pretended to go downstairs inadvertently, and came to Mrs. Lavitt's door, Use the pre-prepared multi-purpose card to swipe the electronic lock.

Mrs. Lovett's computer password is very simple: Lovett4576_
This is probably the most perfect password she can conceive, it contains at least both upper and lower case letters, numbers and special symbols.The only problem: Mrs. Lovett's computer account was called Lovett4576.

But on the bright side, at least she will never have to face the dilemma of locking herself out of the system because she forgot her password.

Sean skillfully called out the window he needed, and soon, he raised his eyebrows slightly—Hersta's effective search data stayed at around nine o'clock last week's Sunday night.

Looks like Liz has already done an upgrade for her.

Sean typed in new commands with great interest to view Hesta's few search records. This was probably the only thing that aroused his interest in the past week, so that the corners of his mouth were already slightly up.

However, this malicious smile quickly froze on his face—even though Hesta opened a lot of pages, the search topics she entered were all very concise:
How to buy small knives suitable for stashing?
How to forge an alibi?

If a person under the age of 12 intentionally kills someone, if he is found out, what kind of punishment will he face?
(End of this chapter)